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blocked and reported for hating on my precious planet child

IM NOT HATING ON PLUTO!!!!!!! i love pluto they are my Friend but pluto is a dwarf planet. planet child

Apparently my facial expressions arent as convincing as I thought lmao

i cant even bring myself to try to seem convincing at this point tbh it’s too exhausting

Okay so we got fluff now lets get some angst. Some excellent, painful angst. Maybe with some hurt/comfort.

UR GONNA KILL ME. ONE ANGST WASNT ENOUGH NO. TWO WHOLE ANGST. Well my bus ride is over now (I slept thru the rest) but I will absolutely think over it when I’m at work instead of crying bc I’m at work so I can write it when I come home

#asks h #replies h #bioluminescnt

Fluff

Based off an alternate canon. Sorry for the lazy ending!

They lived in a strange amalgamation of a town, not quite whole but not quite in shambles. There weren't many other residents, if they could be called that. They had picked up the remainder of their lives and formed a kind of stability after everything. Mostly, people kept to themselves, and to help with some semblance of sanity, they routinely checked in with the makeshift radio station. Between Cecil's witty but overt pessimism and Kevin's false optimism, there truly wasn't much variation in the morning and evening broadcasting. People still enjoyed it, not to mention people were invested in the delicious drama that seeped from behind the studio between the two hosts. Everyone could tell there was SOMETHING going on between them, whatever “something” was, but nobody could tell if they hated or adored each other (most people figured both, in equal measure). It wasn't rare anymore for them to reach out to each other on air in passing, with backhanded compliments and flirtation, accompanied by casual insults and disgust. It was also not rare to see them together off air, on the street or in a cafe, bantering rudely and people watching. It left the other residents starving for more, or at least most of them. It also had the effect of a friendly rivalry between fans of the morning listeners and the nighttime listeners. Sometimes, someone would be attracted to one individual host's magnetism and get jealous. It was on such an occasion that a very strange thing happened; that somebody discovered exactly what that “something” was.

It was Kevin who was on the receiving end of the verbal assault. How had he the audacity to insult Cecil like that (they didn't say exactly what he'd said, which meant it could be any number of things really. He was feeling playful that morning). How he was pathetic for trying to get attention from Cecil like that. How he wasn't even that good looking, and Cecil was obviously just playing with him. He usually tried to let it run off him, after all he knew people could get a little fanatic. But this guy wouldn't leave him alone, no matter how many insults he slung back or how quickly he tried to duck away down alleys. Finally, in a desperate moment, he's backed into a corner and prepared for the worst. Suddenly Cecil, who always seems to have an eye on everything going on around town, steps out seemingly from nowhere (theres a very good chance it was from nowhere, really), and is the embodiment of cooly livid. His charcoal eyes are on fire, and the deep glow around him is pulsing vividly. He approaches the man who stares in something between fear and reverence, making disgust obvious on his idol's face. Without warning he grabs the man around the neck, loosely, but with startling force. “I think maybe it would be in your best interest to apologize to my boyfriend,” he says, and exposes his pointed teeth in a mockery of a playful smile, all razors and glass. He pauses and then adds as an afterthought. “And you're wrong, he's actually the best looking person in a town full of irradiated barely humans. If we weren't in polite company I'd --” he doesn't get to finish his taunt before the man breaks free of his grasp and tears out of the alleyway. Kevin takes a moment to compose himself and pretends to brush himself off as he stands, leering over at him. “That was awfully generous of you....~” he goads, lilting a little. Cecil doesn't back down, or derail, or put away his smile like he expects. Instead he moves closer, shrugging but continuing to bait.

“I wanted to make him uncomfortable. And you too.” The arm he puts around him is protective though, and neither of them say it.

“I'm not sure you're quite there, but nice try.”

“I disagree, I think I'm having the exact effect I wanted,” he punctuates it with a glaring flash of his pointed teeth followed by a kiss which may have turned into a gentle bite, because they had to keep up the facade at least a little.

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bioluminescnt replied to your post:Because I am Kevin, the self centered unstable...

GOOD LUCK IM SO SORRY ABOUT HIM

T B HONESTLY ITS CECILS FAULT HE WAS BAITING HIM HE’S BEE N MISSING HIM LATELY... I actually have... An Idea.... Miraculously....

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Because I am Kevin, the self centered unstable one, I'd love some fluff. You know what I'm talking about, I think.

OH BOY. AND I ASSUME YOU ARENT TALKING ABOUT MY HEADCANON PRE-STREX KEVIN. Alright. I will do it. IT will be a cool challenge bc I’ve never seen GOOD fluff of us and Cecil doesn’t remember anything like that (or if he does he isn’t saying anything bc he likes to be a Dark Edgelord)

#asks h #replies h #IM GETTING AN IDEA THO AND IDK IF ITS A MEMORY OR JUST AN IDEA LMFAO #bioluminescnt